Chapter 2

In the middle of the night, I heard sounds from the bedroom. I put my ear to the door and could barely hear, “Yes! So good, Daddy!” The bed was squeaking rapidly. I quietly giggled to myself thinking, ‘People have needs.’

In the morning we went shopping, as planned. She tried several beds. We got one she liked and a dresser to match it. I waited until the big box store to get sheets and blankets. The few the furniture store sold were much too expensive. She got five more outfits, and a few individual items. The cutest was a t-shirt from a movie. It had several colors of what looked like paint splashes on it, and “Daddy’s little monster.” I thought it was adorable.

I got distracted, looking at the sporting goods section. They had fishing poles on sale, and I hadn’t gone fishing in a long time.

“Daddy, I need help with something.” She pulled me into the dressing room. Her top was naked! She held a lacy white bra over her chest. “Does this look better?” She dropped it and held up a pink one. “Or this?” She switched it to a black one. “Or this?”

I did a thorough analysis and gave the considered opinion, “Hajagababa! WOW!” She smiled and turned red.

I instructed, “Uh ... get two of each. PLEASE!”

I ducked out of the dressing room to preserve the small sliver of willpower I had left. That last sliver I saved was desperately needed a few minutes later. She held several pairs of panties in each hand and wanted me to go back to the dressing room.

“Nope, I’m a post. I’m staying here. Just get a dozen.”

As the cashier was bagging the last items Sarah said, “I need to get some girl things. It’s kind of embarrassing. Could you give me some money, and I’ll meet you in the parking lot?”

I wondered what in all the Hells could be more embarrassing than what we’d done in the bathroom the previous night. I figured she must mean tampons, or something. I had no idea what they cost, and didn’t want to shame her any further, so I gave her a hundred.

“Thanks, Daddy!” She kissed my cheek and went to get whatever it was.

At home, Sarah helped me set up the bed. I went to warm up some stew for dinner, as she merrily sorted through her purchases and put them away.

Mercifully, she sat in her own chair as we ate. She drank milk and I had the last glass of wine. I went to the cupboard and got some chocolate chip cookies.

I took a handful and passed the bag to her. “Dessert, for my cookie monster.” She did the monster voice and pretended to devour the whole bag. “COO-KIE? UMH! NOM! NOM! NOM! NOM!” We giggled.

We munched on cookies as a movie started. She picked a funny one with a gang of incompetent crooks, chased by some even dumber cops. We laughed and cuddled a lot. The ending had us laughing ‘til our chests hurt and we couldn’t breathe.

She went to the bathroom, and when she came back she said; “I have something important to tell you, Daddy, but I have a few questions first.”

“Ok, anything you want to know. Sure.”

“Did you find it before you knew about me, or after? Because if you heard about me, then searched for it ... that would be really bad.”

I was very confused. “Did I find what? What did I search for?”

“The movie on your computer. The one with the girl smoking and getting butt-raped?”

OH NO! SHE SAW IT!

“Did you like it because the girl was so young and little? Or because of the spanking, or the rape, or what? Be honest because I have proof you paid for child porn.”

OH SHIT! GULP!

“I ... ah ... I mostly liked it because the girl smoking was so sexy. Seeing her suck on a cigarette reminded me of a blowjob. I could tell she was really hurting near the end, and I felt bad for her.”

“I can understand that. I know men get urges. But did you search for that AFTER the child services lady called?”

“BEFORE! It was before! I didn’t search for it, I tried the ‘I feel lucky’ thing! But it’s not like you’re in the video. Why is it so important?”

“The girl in the video is my little sister, Renee! She’s only fourteen! Mom and her boyfriend made Renee do that a week before Christmas!” She cried.

“Oh no! That’s awful!”

I hugged her as her tears streamed down her cheeks. When she calmed down, she said; “I have to admit something. I feel really bad about not telling you. My mom told me my dad’s name is Alex. She met him after she made a big mistake and broke up with a great guy named Jacob. I searched for my dad, but he died four years ago. You’re not my dad, but I really wish you were.”

“I wish I was too. I love you.”

“Can I still call you Daddy, Jacob?”

“Only if I can hug you and call you my sweet baby girl.”

“Awh!” She hugged me tightly and tucked her face into my neck.

She wiped her nose and said, “Let’s go look at the stars. That usually cheers me up.”

As we stood on the balcony she took a cigarette from her purse and lit it! My new daughter was smoking!

I watched her suck and started getting hard again. She was so beautiful, so sexy. I wanted my cock in her mouth SO MUCH! Or in her ANYTHING! I stared as she took half a dozen puffs, and my rocket was nearly ready for blast-off.

In a little girl voice she cutely teased, “I think my Daddy has a problem with his pee pee. A BIG, BIG problem!” She giggled and rubbed her butt on the front of my pants. Still in the little girl voice, she said; “I think I have a problem with my chest, too. It has lumps on it. Maybe Daddy should check if the lumps are ok?”

I quietly said into her ear, “We shouldn’t do this!”

“If Daddy gets my leg dirty, it’s no big deal. As long as he doesn’t put a baby in me. He can check my lumps and put his big problem between my legs. Just not inside.”

She took a puff and blew out a white stream as she quietly said, “I know the magic words, the ones you want me to say.”

She pushed her ass toward my crotch and took another puff, as I moaned; “UMMMM! Yeah!”

“But I’ll never say it for real until my sister is safe.”

“UH! UNGH!”

“You want me to say ‘Fuck me Daddy!’”

I gently pushed her away and pulled her panties down.

“I told you, Daddy, you don’t get to fuck me until we rescue Renee!”

I squatted down and licked her labia. “If you can’t have my cock in you, how about my tongue?”

Her body shivered and she pleaded, “PLEASE! Please lick me, Daddy?” I saw her take a last puff and toss the cigarette butt down to the street below.

After we ran inside, I licked and sucked every bit of her vulva at least three times. She cooed, “Oooohhh! Yes, Daddy! Mmmmm! More!” I licked with a little more pressure and lightly tickled her clit with a finger. I stuck my tongue inside and felt how very tight she was. She wasn’t a virgin, but close.

She was getting very aroused, and near orgasm; “UH! UH! UH! YEAH! FASTER, DADDY!”

I slid my index finger into her and rubbed her clit with my nose as I licked strongly. She exploded into my mouth, squirting. At least five jets of liquid sprayed onto my lips, neck, and chin. “AAAHHHHHHIIIIIIIEEEEE!” Her whole body shook, resembling a seizure.

She went limp and I caught her before she fell. I carried her to the bathroom and gently laid her on a towel on the floor. She’d want a shower soon. She jerked and shook as she woke. Her eyes popped open wide, and she looked alarmed.

“You’re ok, sweetie. You had a big orgasm. It’s ok.”